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@iamtheaardvark
GIRL you are GLOWING! GIRL you are RADIOACTIVE! GIRL it's FATAL!
When your bestie works in the wristwatch factory
wait hold on i gotta look something up
what the fuck
mononykus the desert specialist
Should go without saying but never date a cop and christ never marry one. Rule of thumb if he's legally untouchable he's ethically unfuckable. You don't like that cop, you like buff men in tight clothing. I can show you more of those, better ones. Take my hand.
Doing my daily affirmations
To avoid deer strikes, Finland is painting deer antlers with reflective paint.
damn just pay them a living wage
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The antlers are weak to tear damage
Doing my daily affirmations
and what does spongebob plan to do about the leather daddies and topless milfs at bikini bottom pride :/
suck them silly
hemsworth? evans? pine? pratt? um i think we all know who the superior chris is.
christine baranski
the world will always need more transsexuals stickers in shop (3 inch by 3 inch, matte)
Sunrise on Yellowstone Lake, feat. Bears.
All good sunrises should feature bears.
to what end hast thou returned to this pillaged land? does thou not see the salt, hard-tilled unto the earth of your blog? what can grow here but misery and malcontent?
Bold of you to assume misery and malcontent aren’t my goals
Kevin Conroy
Kevin Conroy is dead.
I'm devastated. I'm crying. I'm literally crying. I'm sobbing. I feel gutted.
This is the first time I've cried over the death of someone I never met since I was 8 years old, since that first puberty stole my ability to cry altogether.
He was such a huge part of my childhood. You don't know what his work meant to me.
He was only a year older than my mom.
“We heard the news about Kevin Conroy last night and spent the rest of our nights in our emotions hoping it was just a rumor. Genuinely don'
My childhood was so chaotic and abusive. I didn't have safety or stability. There were years at a time when my mom and I were literally sleeping in different apartments on different people's couches. Kids at school hated me. Pop culture was often my only refuge, my only comfort. Like Star Trek: The Next Generation, Batman: The Animated Series will always hold a special place in my heart, because they were among the very few things in my childhood that helped me escape the chaos and abuse and neglect and total social isolation. Star Trek: The Next Generation started airing when I was 5 years old. Batman: The Animated Series debuted when I was 11. Both were sources of joy and stability and adult role models when nothing else in my life was. I was raised by meth addicts and alcoholics. Child Protective Services pulled me out of class more than once and to this day I agonize over whether or not I made the right choice by lying to them to cover for my mom. So yeah, I'm crying over the guy from my favorite kid's show.
I'm not crying because Kevin Conroy was the best Batman. I'm crying because he was a soothing and inspiring presence throughout my chaotic repressed painful isolated childhood and adolescence and I never met him or told him "Thank you" and I never will because he's gone forever. I'm crying because I feel like I can count on one hand the number of people who created the art I loved as a kid that got me through stuff most people only read about who didn't hate me for being trans.
Yes, Kevin Conroy's Batman voice was iconic, and never successfully duplicated because it was mechanically difficult but conceptually simple. He raised his voice an octave for Bruce Wayne and lowered it an octave for Batman. Simple, but not many people have that vocal range. I've been a Batfanatic since I was 5 and I've never run into any mention of Batman having a different voice while in-costume until Kevin Conroy. As far as I know he invented the idea, and if he didn't then he popularized and codified it. His performance elevated the franchise. An artist or performer adding something wonderful and lasting to an ongoing franchise that existed before he was born and will live on after he's gone isn't something that happens very often but Kevin Conroy did it.
The comic he wrote about his life leading up to his Batman audition, Finding Batman, hits me like sledgehammer to the gut. There were so many parallels between his life and mine. He understood. He knew how it all felt. And that came through in every word out of his mouth, even though I only knew it in hindsight.
This is just the first page. Click on the link to read the rest.
Friends used to joke that I wanted to be Batman so bad it hurt. They don't make those jokes anymore. I didn't tell them how the Batman on the page of my comic books was more of a father to me than any man in my life or how Kevin Conroy made him walk off that page into my life.
He knew. He understood.
I'm still crying.
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